Sunday, January 2, 2022

The Year in Reviews by Greg Gilbert


The Year in Reviews By Greg Gilbert

 Though, admittedly, while I am a reader too soon made glad, I think that most would agree with me that 2021 has been a good year for books. Among my discoveries are recurring themes involving libraries, literacy, and calls to defend biodiversity. Optimism suggests that through the arts (nod to StephenDedalus) we may yet fly beyond the nets of social, political, and intellectual decline. Sapere aude!

1. Light Perpetual by Francis Spufford (2021, 272 pages). Maybe my book of the year. A V2 rocket plummets into London’s Woolworths in 1944. Among the dead, five fictional children. We experience their unlived lives, each unique, roundly drawn, and carried by a mastery of prose styles tailored to each story. This is a writer’s book, yes, but also one for a student of the human condition and the realities of a post-WW2 world that is falling from its own grace.

2. The Book of Form and Emptiness by Ruth Ozeki (2021, 489 pages, magical realism). Benny Oh’s father, Kenji, dies tragically – absurdly – run over by a garbage truck. Kenji was a jazz artist. Benny Oh is young, and after his father’s death he begins to hear voices from inanimate objects. His mother, Annebelle, hordes, converts her sorrow into weight gain, and we accompany mother and son as their troubles mount. Her job involves clipping news articles that offer a parallel narrative of a growing global climate crises, the degradation of news services, and a declining concern for individual lives. The book offers an interesting group of characters: a dark spirit guide in the person of Aleph, a young artist; and an old Slovenian poet, B-man. The two most prominent settings are Benny’s home with its trash bags and mountains of hoarded items; and an old, renovated public library with its haunted cutting room. This book is an admirable stretch by an accomplished writer with the “Book” itself serving as the narrator.

3. A Time of Gifts by Patrick Leigh Fermor (published 2005, written in 1930s, 344 page) The reader will experience a sumptuous travelogue as Fermor walks across Europe and describes the world from multiple perspectives, seeing it both as it is and as it has been presented by mythology, art, and history. In Holland, he enters the Groote Kirk, the cathedral filled “with early morning light” that induces an imagined overlay “of half-forgotten Dutch pictures,” a vision of “seventeenth-century groups . . . burghers with pointed corn-colored beards . . . conferring with their wives and their children, still as chessmen, in black broadcloth and identical honeycomb ruffs under the tremendous hatchmented pillars.” The author tells us that the “beautiful city” that surrounded the cathedral, Haarlem, “was to be bombed to fragments a few years later.” He would have lingered, he says, had he known. This is a superbly rendered first-person account of Europe before the cataclysms that soon followed.

4. Cloud Cuckoo Land by Anthony Doerr (2021, 640 pages) Reminiscent of Cloud Atlas, but not nearly as demanding or self-consciously brilliant. This is the stirring fiction of an ancient play by Aristophanes that is sought by generations past and future as their own stories intertwine. While not readily comparable to Doerr’s All the Light We Cannot See (permanently on my top ten list), it does offer the same inspiring regard for the worlds inhabited by his characters.

5. Days Without End by Sebastian Barry (2016, 259 pages) The novel is presented in the voice of an Irish immigrant who flees the Great Famine only to be caught up in the Indian Wars and the American Civil War. The narration is colloquial mid-19th century USA and permitted the occasional overstep for the sake of an ongoing poetic presence. I found myself enthralled by what is both a historical adventure and a love story. The narrator’s lyrical voice is that of Thomas McNulty, a deeply conscientious person who lives a life defined by his times and by his growing awareness of who he is. The entire story is framed by his relationship with John Cole, his partner in all things, and the makeshift family they form with an adopted young Sioux girl, Winona. No less than Kazuo Ishiguro wrote, “I am resolved to read more of Sebastian Barry, a contemporary Irish poet and fiction author.” Now, having read all of his published fictions, I believe that Days Without End stands as his finest effort. Barry is a two-time Man Booker Prize finalist.

6. Crossroads by Jonathan Franzen (2021, 507 pages) Associate pastor, wife, and four children – their lives in a small Indiana town, each character thoroughly developed, each an everyman struggling with issues of religious faith, family, and personal longings and guilt. Their inner lives are authentically depicted, and their interpersonal relationships ring true. The novel is as complex and arresting as real life. The novel’s arrangement allows each character his or her own intimate third person chapters as well as settings where they interact, thus allowing a good deal of subtext to exist in the minds of the readers. While the novel turns largely on sexual and social issues, it will speak volumes to anyone who has been immersed in religious communities, a subject respectfully examined from the perspectives of each character. Crossroads is utterly devoid of derision or satire, but, rather, delves into the choices that define the courses our lives will follow.  

7. Lincoln Highway by Armor Towles (2021, 576 pages) Beginning in 1954, a young man who slugs a bully who in falling hits his head and dies, returns from a year at a work farm and sets out on an adventure with his little brother to follow the Lincoln Highway. Supporting characters serve the plot with their eccentricities and moral complexities, each a hero on an individual journey. The book is sweet and charming, particularly the protagonist’s 8-year-old brother, a uniquely wise and attentive child who loves tales of heroes and travel. My favorite is Woolly, a runaway from the work farm, a dreamy, innocent, and gentle character, an ideal companion for the 8-year-old boy. While this isn’t a literary tour-de-force, taken as a whole, I recommend it as a favorite journey of the heart this past year.

8. Klara and the Sun by Kazuo Ishiguro (2021, 307 pages, dystopian scifi) Klara, an AF (Artificial Friend), watches over a child who is ill. All AF’s are solar powered, and Klara treats the sun as a compassionate deity. Klara is a reliable narrator, devoted to the child and the sun. The story studies human relationships from a slight distance. Ishiguro’s writing is a lesson in restraint and balance.

9. Migrations by Charlotte McConaghy (2020, 259 pages. An Irish/Australian woman’s journey to follow the last migration of arctic terns. This is a near future story where climate disruption and mass extinction loom large. Central to the story is Franny and her quest to follow the last of the Arctic terns on their historic migration. Her journey takes her to sea, both figuratively and literally. While this is a worthy reading experience in its own right, it taught me to see bird migrations as never before. In terms of education, I equate this book with how The Overstory by Richard Powers helped me to better see the trees and the forest.

10. Silverview by John Le Carré (2021, 224 pages). The final book, edited by his son after Le Carré’s death. Sharp, crisp, and as insightful as any of his works, but, in this instance, mocking the service’s lack of a moral compass and its confused loyalties, a book John Le Carré wouldn’t have published during his life. The book is named for a house where a Polish émigré lives, an enigmatic character who inspires a central deconstruction of the worldly alliances that shape British spy craft.

Quick Mentions:

The Thursday Murder Club and The Man WhoDied Twice, by British comedian, Richard Osman. One can only imagine the author’s 6-foot 7-inch frame hunched over his keyboard launching this remarkable group of senior citizens into their various escapades. Comic, well plotted, extravagantly well-mannered and witty, this is a crew that I’d follow the length of Hadrian’s Wall and back.

The Dark Hours by Michael Connelly (2021, 401 pages) The 4th Renee Ballard and Bosch book. Ballard is imbued with the same drive for justice as her mentor, Bosch. Two crimes are investigated, and Bosch consigns himself to a fatherly role, as guide and protector. This is standard Connelly fare, always solid and well plotted. The conclusion is a bit formulaic and rushed, but, overall, the book doesn’t disappoint. I was fortunate to discover Connelly with the publication of his first book, and my wife and I have followed him faithfully ever since.

Magpie Murders by Anthony Horowitz (2016, 560 pages) A whodunit in the style of AgathaChristie but with a book within a book, one offering clues to the murder in the other, two well-crafted stories, two conclusions intricately woven and carefully plotted. The surrounding story is narrated by the publisher of the first book and contains literary histories and insights into plot/character devices used within the genre. The books are populated by stock characters, so I never felt as invested in the outcome as I would like, but I cannot fault the creation of a brilliant parody.

Five Decembers by James Kestrel (2021, 432 pages. A hardboiled crime novel set in WWII) The story begins in Pearl Harbor shortly before the December 7, 1941 attack. A Honolulu police detective, Joe McGrady, becomes involved in solving a murder, a journey that is backdropped by war, particularly his years in Japan hiding in the home of a pacifist ambassador. While true to the genre of hard crime fiction, the story blends romance without making it seedy, desperate, or cliched. This was an enjoyable book, at once escapist and sensitive to culture and recent history while retaining the straightforward no-nonsense style of the genre.

An America Sunrise by Joy Harjo (previously reviewed for Cholla Needles)

Augustus by John Edward Williams (previously reviewed for ChollaNeedles)









Saturday, January 1, 2022

January Issue Released! Cholla Needles 61!



The fabulous writers who start off year six of our magazine are:

Susan Abbott
Roger G. Singer
Kate H. Koch
David Chorlton
Mark T. Evans
George Howell
Kent Wilson
David Groulx
Zaqary Fekete
S J Perry
and Timothy Robbins


This issue is a perfect example of why the position of editor is so exciting. I have the unique opportunity to watch creativity in action daily, and it’s really special when it sparks to life between friends. Susan Abbott’s beautiful cover started life at her friend’s house in Joshua Tree. Susan made a sketch entitled Saguaro in Joshua Tree and that later became both a plein air work of art and a poem titled “Lesson, The Curve”.  She shared the art and poem with her friend, Susan Rukeyser, who wrote the following piece:

Listen, I Heard

in response to Lesson, the Curve
by Susan Rukeyser


Before she embarked on her grand adventure, in the pause between chapters, a page held mid-air, the poet sketched the lone, tall saguaro cactus that stands before my little house in Joshua Tree. Saguaros are native to the Sonoran Desert, but this one was well established here in the Mojave, long before I blew in from the East Coast.

The poet took her sketchbook with her, the drawing a memento of her view from this house, its walls humming with progressive feminist and lesbian poetry and prose and art and our conversations about all that and much more. This house where I—like her, a sister of sisters—waited for her safe return to my house of curves, where it is understood: Straight lines are impossible.

The poet drove away alone, following curves that lead east and south and north and west. Along the way, she was reminded, again: the world is womanly. Curves and mystery, strength and surprise—how beautiful the world is, everywhere.

Saguaros do not belong here, in the Mojave, but somehow this one thrives. Someone believed it could grow to belong here. The saguaro did the hard work, sending roots down, arms up and out. Every season, growing boils that stretch into phalluses that burst into showy white flowers. The saguaro is just trying to survive, like the rest of us. It doesn’t mind a little attention, once in a while.

The poet returned as the virus approached. More distance, they said. Flatten the curve. The poet sat alone with her memory, imagination, and inks. Through her, the saguaro became fantastic and playful, infused with ecstatic colors, texture, and personality. It is green and robust, with spines that gleam like a halo. And there is something holy about it—joyous—in its appeal to the sky. Each mark is applied with a painstaking point. The background evokes swirling desert winds and sunsets and starry nights. And the virus. I see stars that could be our homes, our selves. I see how we are held in terrible, necessary isolation. But we are held. A heart appears in the sky, tipped toward the saguaro. Love can weather some distance. How much longer until we can embrace, speak close, stand near? We cannot bear it, but we do.

What lesson will we take, when the curve holds our page from turning? What future will the road curve towards? What will flatten; what will grow instead? What mementos will we keep?

This holy saguaro reminds me of something not of this, or any, desert: the minaret of a mosque at the center of old town Sarajevo. It rises high above the bazaar in a still-healing city that is deliberately tolerant, desperate for peace, its people coexisting within walls pockmarked by bullet holes. Five times a day, it calls out its reminder: We are here. We wait together. Wash your hands. We all hear that.

I tell the poet: let the saguaro-minaret call you through uncertainty, grief, pandemic dread. Let it call you from the endless curves of road or loneliness. Let it remind you of the friend who listens to art, as she listens to you. Let it call you back where you are heard.

Watch Susan Rukeyser reading Listen, I Heard

Follow Susan Rukeyser at www.susanrukeyser.com

Follow Susan Abbott at
 
Susan Abbott Watercolors (Facebook) 
and/or @smtabbott (Instagram)




Thursday, December 23, 2021

Open Poetry Reading! January 2, 2022 2-4 PM


 

Cholla Needles Open Poetry Reading

January 2, 2022 2-4 PM
at
The Joshua Tree Folk Stage
Bring a mask and a lawn chair for comfort!
We have a covered meeting area in case of rain/snow.

Come early and enjoy the
Joshua Tree Retreat Center Restaurant
located at the large red dot on the map

Map:

Wednesday, December 22, 2021

New Book! Gaah! Halp! Halp! I'm Losing It! by Sam Schraeger


Yep. It's a comic book. With three unique stories based on the true-life adventures of Little Snot, legendary Comic Book Hero. You'll either love it, or hate it. Good thing about books like this - there's no in-between. And that's what makes this life fun! Give it a shot! Discover how Little Snot learns Anger Management, and much much more.


Also, a full length novel available by Sam Schraeger:











 

Thursday, December 16, 2021

Review of Whatever Feels Like Home by Susan Rukeyser


I love the poetry Susan Rukeyser includes in her fascinating flash fiction. For example, this line about a goldfish: “His translucent fins fanned like the scarves of an old burlesque dancer still going through the motions.”

These ten stories take us deep into the lives of the characters, and not the normal fiction characters of politics and fame. Susan instead focuses on our friends and neighbors, and manages to reach in and expose my own foibles to myself. My gut tells me that you too will find yourself in at least one of these stories, and members of your family in other stories, and for sure your next-door neighbor. And, those characters whose stories are unique and new to you will become life-long friends due to Susan’s love of her characters. I know Hank now has a soft spot in my heart, and I wish him a long life with good friends.

Susan’s descriptions of events are precise and vivid: “And wasn’t this what you did, when you lost a guy who probably wasn’t your forever guy but what if he WAS? You go crazy. You rage. You weep. You break into his trailer and sit on his couch with a knife across your lap, so he will shit himself when he opens the door after a long shift, sore and beat, and all he wants in life is a shower and to be left alone.” Another story paints a colorful picture of living together full-time, “Resentment, old as this marriage, sticks to doorknobs and window sills. It gums up the corners.” 

I marvel at how Susan seemingly effortlessly embeds seventeen syllable micropoems into her stories. I just stare in wonder at and savor the skill, and admire the work that goes into this precision. From two different stories: “Mrs. Anderson stretched as birds chittered, a brook sputtered over stones.” And “You were the girl who could never leave. How did they know you slept through it?” With this careful, pristine writing throughout, I highly recommend this book for your reading pleasure. The stories I have seen previously live just as strong with re-reading, and I know this will be a small book I’ll return to with pleasure.


To order by snail mail, send a $5 check (add $1 for postage in Canada; in US, add $2; outside North America, add $5) to: rob mclennan, 2423 Alta Vista Drive, Ottawa ON K1H 7M9.

Susan will have signed copies to sell at The Folk School during the Local Authors Book Release Party on January 9, 2022:







Wednesday, December 1, 2021

Open Poetry Reading! December 5, 2-4 PM!


Cholla Needles Open Poetry Reading

December 5, 2021 2-6 PM
at
The Joshua Tree Folk Stage
Bring a mask and a lawn chair for comfort!

Come early and enjoy the
Joshua Tree Retreat Center Restaurant
located at the large red dot on the map

Map:

New Books! Emily Dickinson Series!


Emily Dickinson (1830–1886)

After her death, friends of Emily’s compiled her poems and had them printed in three small volumes that sold and sold and sold. My parents, grandparents and great-grandparents loved these poems as presented by her friends.

In the mid-20th century, two generations and two world wars after her death, the academic community declared that these friends of Emily did not know what they were doing, and proceeded to re-write her history and her poems to fit their pre-conceived ideas of her work.

We present these poems as they originally appeared to the public who truly loved and admired her work.

Her three books as originally presented between 1890-1896:
Poems (1890)
Poems Series Two (1891)
Poems Series Three (1896)